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After trying to process the materials himself and letting Rossi make it, Snape, who suspected that there was something wrong with the cauldron, changed two cauldrons one after another, and finally couldn't help but do it himself.
But it was normal for him to make his own medicine, and once Rossi was replaced, the final result would just be a pile of potion ingredients boiled dry in a crucible.
Snape, who did not believe in evil, changed several potion formulas to guide Rosie, but after wasting a lot of materials, he had to recognize the reality.
Looking at his extremely shocked look, Rossi suddenly began to feel a little sorry for him.
Is his worldview about to collapse?
"Professor Snape?"
Rossillo asked worriedly, "You don't think that potions science no longer exists? You don't commit suicide?"
…
In the end, Rosie was successfully kicked out of the Potions classroom by the furious Snape, and asked her never to waste materials again.
As for the house points, Rossi later heard from Claire that when Snape announced that he had added sixty points to Gryffindor, his expression looked like he had eaten a fly.
In the evening, when Rosie was reading in the common room, Harry approached her with an excited look on his face.
"Rosie, how did you do that?"
"What?"
Rossi, who was leaning on the sofa with his legs together, put down the "Book of Spells" in his hand and asked doubtfully.
Harry sat down next to Rosie and said in a low voice:
"That's the way to make Snape compromise! It's really cool. This is the first time I've heard of Snape being frustrated like that."
"Ah? You all know?"
Rossi raised his head, his eyes drifting across the faces of Hermione, who was staring at him, and Ron, who was fighting with snacks with his head down.
"It has spread, and now the whole of Hogwarts knows that Professor Snape allowed you to skip his class because he could not teach you how to successfully make potions."
After saying that, Hermione said earnestly, "Rosie, although Professor Snape has a bad personality, he is still very capable. Don't give up on Potions class because of his attitude. Knowledge is important! And He treats all the students in the school like that, so you don’t need to take it to heart!”
"Well...it's not that I have a problem with him."
My skills are really locked! Rossi sighed, not knowing how to explain it for a moment.
"Don't listen to her, Rosie. Hermione is always like this, pouring cold water on others when they are happy."
Harry whispered, and then asked, "How did you do it? Can you teach me? To be honest, I really don't want to take Snape's class. He always targets me!"
"That's not what I used."
Rossi closed the book in his hand, "In fact, I was born unable to make potions. Professor Snape confirmed this, so he allowed me not to go to class."
"intrinsic?"
Hearing this, Harry suddenly became frustrated, "Then I can't help but go to Potions class?"
There's nothing you can do about it. You're not a player.
Rossi shrugged and spread his hands, and said with a smile: "It may be a curse on my bloodline. You don't have to think about it. Taking classes well is the right way."
"Alas...why don't I have such a good thing?"
Harry collapsed on the sofa, looking helpless.
"By the way, do you know?"
Within a few seconds, the child-like Harry's smile returned to his face again, "Boggarts are those magical creatures that can transform."
At this point, Harry couldn't help laughing, and stopped laughing after a while:
"I'm sorry, it was too funny, so I couldn't hold it back. Boggart..."
"The Boggart transformed into Professor Snape, and Neville put it in a green lace dress."
Perhaps because Harry was speaking too hastily, Hermione got ahead of him and finished what he wanted to say.
"Pfft!"
Rosie couldn't help laughing, not because of the image of Snape described by Hermione, but because of the suffocated expression on Harry's face when he was forced to swallow the words.
While they were joking, Rossi saw Claire walking into the common room with her mouth covered.
There were tears on her cheeks, and the hem of her skirt looked dirty.
Finding someone in the common room, she hurriedly trotted and hid in the girls' dormitory.
Huh? CLAIRE What's wrong with her?
Looking at the place where her back disappeared, Rosie murmured in her heart, was she bullied outside?
Thinking of this, she immediately bid farewell to the three Harrys and quickly chased after them.
"Claire, what's wrong with you?"
Rosie finally caught up with Claire at the door of her dormitory.
Claire didn't speak, just covered her mouth and shook her head with tears in her eyes.
"Who bullied you?"
Rossi guessed, "Those people from Slytherin?"
Seeing that she didn't speak, Rossi immediately realized that he was right: "I'll go find them to settle the score!"
With that said, Rossi turned around and walked out.
"Serve!"
Seeing her like this, Claire hurriedly grabbed Rosie's arm and stopped her in a unclear voice.
As soon as she pulled it, her mouth, which she had been covering behind her palm, leaked out.
Her beautiful little cherry mouth could not be closed, and her two long front teeth had reached her chin.
"Claire? What are you..."
Looking at her appearance, Rosie instantly thought of a spell specially used for pranks-a stick with front teeth.
"Woo..."
Claire covered her mouth in shame and cried again.
"Don't cry, I'm going to find someone to help you break the curse. Go back to your room and wait for me!"
Rosie gave her a comforting hug.
After sending Claire back to the dormitory, Rossi quickly walked to the common room.
When she entered the common room, Hermione was holding a bushy, fluffy cat and arguing with Ron.
Regardless of what the enemies were arguing about, Rossi hurriedly walked to Hermione:
"Hermione, can you spell Stop?"
"Curse stop?"
Harry, who had long heard enough of Hermione and Ron's quarrels, was eager to change the subject, so he immediately answered, "That's a curse that only people in seventh grade can learn. How could Hermione..."
"I can!"
Hermione interrupted Harry decisively.
As expected of Hermione!
Rosie suddenly admired in her heart.
"What? When did you learn that? That's a spell that only seventh graders need to master!" Harry, who was sitting on the sofa, was stunned.
“Knowledge cannot wait to be mastered when needed!”
Hermione pouted, turned to look at Rossi and asked, "What's wrong? Why did you mention this again?"
"Come with me, I need a favor from you!"
With that said, Rosie took Hermione's hand and walked towards the women's dormitory.
After she was out of the sight of others, she explained to Hermione in a low voice:
"Claire was cursed by someone from Slytherin and needs to be removed from the curse."
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Hermione's pace immediately accelerated a bit, "What kind of spell is it? Is it serious?"
(End of chapter)
